When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 339

I wasn’t paying attention to her. “Hey, could you help me take a few pictures?”

“Huh? What do you suddenly need pictures for?”

“Help me get a nice shot of the three of them, thanks!”

I had a sneaking suspicion that Mr. Harrison’s friend was Jackson, and the baby was Macy’s kid.

Stacey gave me her word before hanging up the phone. I gave a call to Macy, but no one picked up.

After thinking for a while, I decided to call Nick instead. To my surprise, the call went through. “Ms. Stovall, my dear, how did you suddenly think of contacting me?”

“Mr. Harrison, are you in J City right now? One of my friends has gotten into a spot of trouble over there. Could you help me sort it out?”

There was a pause on the other side of the phone. Nick replied warily, “I’m in M Country right now. Is it very urgent? I’ll get my men in J City to go over instead.”

“Oh, it’s alright then. I’ll give my other friends a call. I’ll hang up now! Let’s catch up another time.” Why was Nick lying to me?

Stacey’s text message came very quickly. The picture she sent was taken in a building in J City’s city center. Nick was wearing a brown coat, with both his hands stuck in its pockets. He looked both dashing and very bored. The image was a little blurry, but that was Nick in the picture—there was no doubt about that.

Jackson was standing right next to him, wearing a dark-colored sweater and a casual pair of shorts. Both of them were pushing a pram about. The entire picture was so strange that it was bound to draw some attention from passers-by.

was probably on her phone again, because she

where they’re living? Pay special attention to the man and baby who are with Nick. Also, I need you

weather in J City was too cold, he claimed, and it wouldn’t be good for the baby. They

she would probably give in and contact me eventually. In fact, according to my calculations, she

hide nor hair

However, as I hung up the

had a feeling that something

…

extraordinarily efficient at his job. Just as Ashton left for work, I received

down to Joy Luck Boutique for your gown fitting! Do you

rather sleepy, I replied blearily, “It’s alright, I’ll drive there. Can you give me the

Rather sternly, he said, “Don’t take your own sweet time. I’ll be waiting for you

“Okay!”

quite a

hungry on the way there, Mrs. Eriksen stuffed a few chocolate buns into my hands,

back in J City. After Jackson sent it to the car repair shop, I hadn’t

a Cayenne. However, I couldn’t get used to driving it—the bottom of the car was too high, and

with all sorts of luxury cars, even an expensive car like the Cayenne seemed

go down to Joy Luck Boutique straight-away. When I drove past a pastry shop in front

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